sometimes i like to write down words as they come into my head...

green
close
water
coffee
sleep
God
future
supper
ham
mccorkle
bible
homework
phone
highlighter
soccer
clouds
mama
expedition
camping
africa
missions
french
micro report......which i really need to work on

quite random, and perhaps stereotypical

I would just like to make the general statement that girls are extremely confusing/misleading, and they shouldn't be...

East to West

Here I am, Lord, and I'm drowning in your sea of forgetfulness
The chains of yesterday surround me
I yearn for peace and rest
I don't want to end up where You found me
And it echoes in my mind, keeps me awake tonight
I know You've cast my sin as far as the east is from the west
And I stand before You now as though I've never sinned
But today I feel like I'm just one mistake away from You leaving me this way

Jesus, can You show me just how far the east is from the west
'cause I can't bear to see the man I've been come rising up in me again
In the arms of Your mercy I find rest
'cause You know just how far the east is from the west
From one scarred hand to the other

I start the day, the war begins, endless reminding of my sin
Time and time again Your truth is drowned out by the storm I'm in
Today I feel like I'm just one mistake away from You leaving me this way

I know You've washed me white, turned my darkness into light
I need Your peace to get me through, to get me through this night
I can't live by what I feel, but by the truth Your word reveals
I'm not holding on to You, but You're holding on to me
You're holding on to me

Jesus, You know just how far the east is from the west
I don't have to see the man I've been come rising up in me again
In the arms of Your mercy I find rest
'cause You know just how far the east is from the west
From one scarred hand to the other
One scarred hand to the other
From one scarred hand to the other

Half Century Club

So tonight I had to work an event for the Mercer Ambassadors. It's called the Half Century Club, and it's for alumni who graduated 50 or more years ago. My duty was to ride the trolley back and forth from the Hilton Garden Inn with the old people (sorry, but they were kinda old). It was pretty neat and I was tripping out on some of the stories they were telling me. About how girls had to wear raincoats when walking to the gym, even if it wasn't raining, because they couldn't show anything above their ankles. About how chapel in those days was required. About the pranks they used to pull on themselves and on Wesleyan. And then I got to eat with them, and it was actually pretty good. I mean, it was still catered by Aramark, but at least they used seasoning and fully cooked the vegetables.

Let's see, what else. Oh, I was on TV Wednesday! Yeah, it was quite exciting. A cameraman from the local NBC station was out there when we had See You At The Pole. You can watch the ghettofied version on facebook.

I'm kinda home alone this weekend and it makes me sad. Most of my roomies left me :( No, it's ok though because I'm still gonna hang out with some peeps. Tomorrow a bunch of us are going out to eat a an Indian restaurant here in town, so I'm excited about that because I've never had Indian food before.

Besides that I plan on getting a lot of work done. I have a French test Monday that I've got to study for. Also, I need to write my senior capstone paper, read for microbiology, come up with some survey questions, do my laundry, go to the grocery store, fill out med school applications, and do my graduation application...hmmm I hope I can fit that all in. I tend to have the habit of planning too many things in too little time.

So, I'm definitely studying now in the UC and I'm bored out of my mind, which is why I'm blogging and facebooking. Peace...

More Than A Friend

In the quiet of my soul
In the stillness I hear Your voice call
And I am overwhelmed
And I am lost for words
To describe You

Jesus You're more than a friend
Jesus You're more than my heart could ever express
Your love and Your grace never fail me
Your merciful touch always heals me
You bring joy to my soul

My heart longs to worship You my King
And I long to bring You a pleasing offering
And I am overwhelmed
And I am lost for words
To describe You

Crowded Lonliness

Is there such a thing? I don't know, but there must be, because that's how I feel, yet I don't really know what I feel. Is that confusing? I know, I'm confused myself.

the need to escape

im finding the need to escape from myself
to run to hide to get out of this shell
absolutely anything to escape from this hell

i try to fight it each and every day
but in the end it seems theres no way
to escape from this sin that comes from within

ive hit a wall i feel completely penned
and i ask myself is this the end
what can i do how can i win

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So...that seems dark, eh? I started writing that a long time ago, when I wasn't feeling too great. I haven't finished it yet, but don't worry, it will get better!